Beauty has a lot of bad thoughts

Xue Dingbang did not expect to be so embarrassed on the first day of work.

Chris Maeda's right shoe went somewhere, and his bare foot was covered with mud.His hair was a mess, half tied and the other half scattered about his shoulders.The whole person is more nervous than a groundhog, looking left and right.

"What's the matter?" Xue Dingbang picked up Chris Maeda's leg and hugged him, "How did this happen? Where are your shoes?"

Maeda Chris was shaking all over and just shook his head.He buried his head into Xue Dingbang's neck, but did not speak while weeping.

The little guy was shaking like a quail in his arms, Xue Dingbang could only carry him to the back seat of the car first.

Holding the thermos cup warmed by Xue Dingbang's palm, he handed it to Chris Maeda's mouth: "Come, take a sip."

Chris Maeda thought it was water, but after taking a sip, he realized it was matsutake soup. "Dingbangsang?" He was surprised and delighted, staring at Xue Dingbang with big eyes, "I thought...why?"

"This is the last matsutake." Xue Dingbang twisted his messy hair and hung it gently behind his ear, "It's cold at night, I think you may need some warm drinks. Then... can you tell me what happened? What's the matter?"

Chris Maeda opened his mouth, hesitant to speak, as if he was worried.He lowered his eyelashes, pursed his lips into an aggrieved line, just shook his head, without saying anything.

"Find your shoes, can you?" Xue Dingbang didn't force Chris Maeda, took off his shoes for him, "It's cold on the ground, you wear these. Do you remember where you lost your shoes?"

Chris Maeda just shook his head, bit his lip and said nothing.

"...don't bite your lip." Xue Dingbang gently pulled the delicate flesh of his lip out from between his teeth, "Chris, where's your coat?"

"In the locker room... right?" Chris Maeda said, "Dingbangsang, I'm not cold! Let's go back like this, don't go looking for a coat..." He paused, lowered his eyes and begged in a low voice, "Don't now .”

Something must have happened, Maeda Chris said so.

Xue Dingbang jumped out of the car calmly: "I'll get it for you, I'll wait here."

"No, don't go!" Maeda Chris jumped out of the car and hugged Xue Dingbang tightly, "Dingbangsang, don't leave...I'm very scared."

Xue Dingbang felt quite helpless, and covered Chris Maeda's cool little hand: "So, what happened?"

Maeda Chris hesitated and couldn't answer. They were talking, and suddenly a person came out from the corner.

"Maeda, so you're here!" It was a middle-aged man, wearing a well-fitting suit, with black-rimmed glasses on his face, "A customer complained about you, saying that you beat him up, what's going on? What's going on?"

Chris Maeda glanced at Xue Dingbang, seeing that he couldn't hide it, he could only tell the truth: "The manager...that guy was drunk...followed me to the locker room, and then harassed me...I, I hit him! But just one punch..."

"He has shoe prints all over his body." The manager scratched his slicked-back hair, "Maeda, you said Mrs. Narita introduced you here...but it really bothers me if you look like this!"

Maeda Chris had to change his words: "Well, I was going to run away. I kicked him because he grabbed my foot and wouldn't let go. That guy is too nasty, and it wouldn't be a bad thing to take a few more shots."

The manager's expression was complicated. He looked carefully at Chris Maeda, and then at Xue Dingbang: "Go and apologize to the customer first, after all, he is a customer."

"I don't want to see that drunk!" Maeda Chris shrank behind Xue Dingbang with a full face of reluctance, "I hate him...that guy said a lot of disgusting things to me, and he wanted to be hard on me. I kicked He is also..."

The manager seemed very embarrassed: "Just go and have a look, is that okay?"

Chris Maeda was about to shake his head, but Xue Dingbang said, "Let's go get your coat and shoes back."

Xue Dingbang asked the manager for a pair of slippers so that Chris Maeda would not walk on the ground barefoot.He changed his shoes back and walked inside holding Chris Maeda's hand.The sound of Maeda Chris stepping on slippers echoed in the lobby of the hotel. It was already late at night, and most of the guests had already fallen asleep.

In the lounge, Xue Dingbang saw a drunk.The other party was not Japanese, but a tall white man.The "criminal evidence" he held in his hand was Chris Maeda's shoes.

The drunk man was flushed, and he straddled the sofa and yelled, "That little bitch seduced me! Fuck! He even stole my wallet! Fuck! He's a complete liar!!!"

"I didn't steal anything from you!" Maeda Chris was still a young man with a temper as angry as his. How could he tolerate such slander?As soon as he entered the door, he choked at the drunk man, and was stared at by the drunk man, then retreated behind Xue Dingbang, "Dingbangsang, he is talking nonsense. You know I never steal, and I never lie! "

Xue Dingbang could only smile wryly, agreeing.

Integrity and kindness, these words that represent good qualities, seem to have nothing to do with Chris Maeda.He is full of lies, steals Xue Dingbang's pocket watch, hides Xue Dingbang's passport, tells lies to Yin Ren and coaxes and deceives...

But now, Xue Dingbang believes that what Chris Maeda said is true.He was really wronged.

"This guy has been teasing me all the time!" The drunk stood up aggressively holding up the shoe, "If you don't return my money and compensate for the medical expenses, I will..."

Boom-!

Before the drunk man could speak, he was punched in the stomach and knelt down.

The person who beat him was none other than Xue Dingbang.

"Chris said no, but he didn't." Xue Dingbang snatched the shoes from his hand and handed them to Chris Maeda, "It's you, holding someone else's shoes... Who is the thief?"

"Did you take his money then?" asked the manager.

"Here it is... You search his vest pockets..." The drunk man struggled and got up from the tea table, "There are US dollars in it! Guests here don't know how to use US dollars! That's my money!"

"What? Isn't that the tip you gave me?" Maeda Chris was very surprised. He never expected that he would be given such a trick, "You said my performance was wonderful, and you put it in my pocket of!"

"You stole it!" the drunk man yelled, "You shameless little bitch! You stole my money!" He said, suddenly started to go crazy due to alcohol, and began to cry, "Is there any money?" Have my heart... oh god, oh god! Japan is such a scary place... Japanese people are horrible, is this oriental ninjutsu?"

The manager was extremely embarrassed, and helped the guest up: "I'm really sorry, we will definitely investigate this matter."

"I'll give you back your stinky money!" Maeda Chris was so angry that he took out all the money in his pocket. It must be said that he earned a lot from his performance this night, which was more expensive than that on Kabukicho Street. It is much stronger when performing, "I don't want your money! Whoever uses it will get AIDS! Take your stinky money! Give it back to you!"

The drunk stared at Chris Maeda getting angry, and didn't know what to do.The innocent manager also followed the money thrown out.

There are also a lot of Japanese yen mixed in the US dollars, and even steel coins and receipts for buying drinks.

Xue Dingbang took a step forward, and the drunk was so frightened that he was half sober.But Xue Dingbang just bent down to pick up those Japanese yen and steel coins, and stuffed them back into Chris Maeda's hands: "Don't throw away your hard-earned money. Let's go home first."

"Go home?" Chris Maeda's eyeballs trembled, he hadn't heard this word from Xue Dingbang for a long time.

Since Xue Dingbang received Yin Ren's call, Xue Dingbang rarely said the word "go home".And when Smith called and said that Yin Ren was hospitalized with pneumonia and his life was dying... Xue Dingbang and Chris Maeda had a big fight and never mentioned "home" again.

"Go home?" Chris Maeda's voice was choked with sobs.After returning home with affirmation, Chris Maeda's nose turned red all of a sudden.Concerned about so many people watching, he just wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "Go back to our house? Dingbangsang, come home with me, it's great."

Along the way, Chris Maeda seemed to be in a dream.He was sitting in the passenger seat, repeating only one word over and over - go home.

When the two returned home, the soup was kept warm on the fire.Xue Dingbang served a bowl to Chris Maeda.The soup is delicious. In addition to matsutake, there are some boiled white radish in the soup.

Ever since Chris Maeda said he didn't like daikon yaki, Schrödingbang avoided making things that would arouse his painful memories.

"Are you hungry?" Xue Dingbang sat opposite Chris Maeda, and asked softly, "Eat something before going to bed, or your stomach can't take it."

Xue Dingbang was really thoughtful.

Even though he has decided to get along with Chris Maeda as a "friend", Xue Dingbang has not forgotten to take care of Chris Maeda.

When performing in a hotel, of course you cannot eat.Maeda Chris ate the so-called "dinner" very early in the afternoon, and did not add any extra meals in the evening.Maeda Chris is not considered a regular employee of the hotel, and there is no precedent in the hotel for a magician who came to the show.

This night, Chris Maeda was really hungry.On the way, I bought a bottle of drink from the vending machine, but that thing couldn't fill my stomach at all, and I felt even more hungry anyway.

"Then, I'll start." There was steaming hot soup in front of him, and Chris Maeda almost cried with happiness due to the steam.He took the bowl with both hands and took a long gulp. "It's delicious!"

The radish was boiled just right, but it was soft but still a whole piece. Once you bite into it, it melts in your mouth quickly.The matsutake soup blends well with the sweetness of the white radish, and it doesn't taste too good.The squid, oysters and clams are tender and delicious, and the water tofu is tender and smooth.

Chris Maeda ate very well, his face was full of happiness.

In addition to the small soup bowl of Chris Maeda, there are a lot of papers piled up on the table.Xue Dingbang lit a cigarette, wrinkled lightly and continued to write the book promised to Chamberlain to Nelson.Since it is a mathematics-related book, the first step is to organize and calculate these formulas.

When Chris Maeda came back from washing the dishes, seeing Xue Dingbang's serious face, he couldn't help but threw himself into his arms: "Can I do it today?"